green waist king

Chapter 444 Can Mr. Newton explain?
"The sentence has been changed! The first penalty in this World Cup!"

"Four years ago in the World Cup in Brazil, goal-line technology first appeared on the stage of the World Cup. In the following four years, this technology has been promoted on a large scale, saving countless unjust cases of goal-line!"

"This year, FIFA introduced VAR video technology again, in order to avoid the current miscarriage of justice!"

"From the VAR replay, we can clearly see that Zhang Linpeng has indeed brought Mbappe!"

In the live commentary stand, He Wei and Zhang Lu smiled bitterly.

The two never expected that the first VAR revision would be applied to their own team.

On the court, the referee Cunha called Zhang Linpeng out of the crowd, took out a yellow card from his pocket and held it up high.

Seeing that Cunha did not send off Zhang Linpeng with a red card, tens of thousands of French fans at the scene were extremely dissatisfied, and the huge boos rose into the sky again.

But through the slow-motion playback, it can be clearly seen that Zhang Linpeng rushed the ball, but Mbappe was faster at his feet, poked the ball away and jumped up, preventing Zhang Linpeng from sweeping the ball.

But Zhang Linpeng, who was lying on the ground and slid forward, finally met Mbappé's left heel that was thrown backwards, and brought him down.

But during the whole process, Zhang Linpeng's legs didn't show any tendency to move forward. It looked like Mbappé's legs were hanging up on his own initiative, otherwise he would definitely not be able to escape the fate of being sent off with a red card.

Mbappe and others were still a little unwilling, they surrounded the referee and kept putting pressure on Cunha.

"No, no, no! He has no intention of actively fouling!"

"Gentlemen, don't doubt my eyes!"

Cunha was very firm and upheld the original sentence against Zhang Linpeng.

Not long after, Griezmann was ready and made it overnight. His left foot hit the right side of the goal directly, while Yan Junling judged the wrong direction.

"Griezmann was very determined. This kick was strong and heavy. France equalized the score and the game returned to the starting point!" He Wei said in a regretful tone.

This goal also reminded countless Chinese fans who were complacent about the lead of the Chinese team, the gap between the Chinese team and the French team.

On the court, Mo Yang was also a little helpless. It was indeed a good opportunity to attack just now, but it was a pity that Jiang Zhipeng was unable to pass the ball over, otherwise they might be the ones standing on the penalty kick.

It's a pity that there are no ifs in the game, and often a wrong decision will trigger a series of chain reactions.

After re-kick-off, Mo Yang returned to the position of the midfielder, but he increased the frequency of back and forth.

Mo Yang wanted to use his physical strength to try to attack while stabilizing the defense.

He has always been sober. Now that the slow-moving French team has entered the state, it is absolutely impossible to defend. Sooner or later, he will lose the ball, so he wants to look for another opportunity to see if he can score another one!
But the Bingfeng of the French team became more and more fierce after scoring the goal.

The small change that Pogba moved forward made a huge difference.

Now the French team's striker has liberated Griezmann because of Pogba's front header. He can continue to advance forward on the flanks, allowing Mbappé to stay in the center.

In this way, the positions and responsibilities of the two who no longer frequently changed positions were straightened out, and they were no longer as chaotic as in the first half.

And because Griezmann stood on the wing, Pavar no longer needed to advance to the striker to support him frequently.

This also indirectly stabilized the defense of the French team. Deschamps' small change can be said to serve multiple purposes.

In the 65th minute of the game, the French team made a comeback.

After Zheng Zhi took off Tolisso in the middle circle, he quickly passed Mo Yang directly, but he ignored Kanter who was hiding behind Mo Yang.

The moment he passed the ball, Kanter suddenly emerged from the blind spot behind Moyang, and stabbed the ball back to Tolisso's feet first.

Realizing the danger, Zheng Zhi immediately blocked Tolisso from behind, but he did not expect that Tolisso would take the risk of directly leaking the ball behind him, allowing Griezmann behind the two to easily get it.

Immediately offensive and defensive transposition!The French team played three-on-three in the frontcourt!
"Defense!" Mei Fang roared, and quickly turned and retreated.

After Griezmann stopped the ball and turned around, he saw Mbappe, who was being marked by Mei Fang, quickly opened the distance to the left, and he raised his foot and plugged it.

As soon as the ball came, Mei Fang quickly closed the distance with Mbappe.

He and Mbappe stretched out their feet to reach the ball at the same time, one wanted to lead forward, and the other wanted to intercept back, but the ball hit Mbappe's feet with a small bounce forward and rolled forward.

Seeing the ball pass by, Mbappe stepped on the accelerator and threw away Mei Fang at a speed visible to the naked eye, reaching the left side of the penalty area.

"It's over!" Seeing this seemingly similar scene, He Wei and Zhang Lu in the commentary stand subconsciously said.

At the same time, countless Chinese fans directly covered their faces, unable to bear to watch any more.

On the field, Mbappe slowed down and touched the ball for the second time. He had already reached the position in front of the left corner of the small penalty area.

Mei Fang, who followed closely behind, saw that Mbappe had lost his shooting angle, and Yan Junling also blocked the close corner. After returning to the penalty area, he quickly approached.

At this moment, the adjusted Mbappe raised his legs and took a shooting posture.

Mei Fang couldn't believe it, and quickly stepped forward to block it.

As a result, he stretched out his legs, but Mbappe made a fake shot and made a real pass. The inverted triangle passed the ball from his crotch to the middle.

The ball came to Dembele on the penalty spot.

Feng Xiaoting, who always knew there was someone in front of Dembele, had been guarding against this move for a long time. The moment Mbappe passed the ball, he completed the turn ahead of time, headed up to the ball, swung his foot towards the ball, and even grabbed Dembele. Lai's front kicked the ball to the frontcourt.

The offense and defense are out of position again!

At this time, Mo Yang had just run to the front of the half-court arc, and saw the ball was cleared. Mo Yang, who was ashamed and thought he was going to lose the ball again, was shocked instantly, came back to life, turned around and rushed forward.

At the kick-off point in the middle circle, Bai Lele, who was running back slowly, saw the ball flying towards him in an unbiased manner, so he immediately started to back up.

Kanter's movements are not slow, but his height and size are too deadly. Even though he has excellent physical fitness, he is still squeezed by the tall and burly Bai Lele.

"Samiel! Come and help me!" Kanter shouted loudly.

He didn't need to shout, Umtiti, who knew Kanter couldn't handle it, was already rushing towards the ball's landing point.

In the halftime of the French team, before the arc of the middle circle, the three huddled together.

At this time, Kanter and Umtiti were shocked. With their joint efforts, they couldn't get rid of this big guy at once.

At this moment, the ball fell, and the three of them jumped almost at the same time.

"You bastard, if I can't grab it, you don't even want to get it either!"

But when Bai Lele, the little chicken thief, found that he was squeezed off the landing point, he jumped on Kanter and Umtiti.

Good guy, when Bai Lele threw a stick at him, no one hit him.

In the chaos, the falling ball bounced towards the kick-off point without knowing who it hit, like a naughty child bouncing towards Moyang.

Seeing this scene, Mo Yang's eyes lit up, he quickly increased his pace, and rushed towards the ball.

In the two halves of the French team, Wu Lei and Hao Junmin are also advancing rapidly at this time, forming a check on Varane, Paval and Hernandez.

"Opportunity to attack!!!!!!!!!"

"There is no one around Moyang, he can handle the ball calmly, he can organize the attack or dribble the ball himself! Both are his strengths!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Lu and He Wei stood up excitedly in the stands.

Countless fans in the stands around stood up, looking forward to the next scene.

When the French fans saw Mo Yang rushing towards the ball, they fidgeted nervously and booed everywhere, trying to interfere with Mo Yang in this way.

But soon, the drums and cheers from China sounded, completely covering up the boos of the French fans in an instant.

But in the blink of an eye, the boos, drums, and cheers were all gone.

The [-] fans in the stands and the hundreds of millions of fans in front of the TV stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what they saw.

"oops!!!"

"Moyang's handling of the ball is too sloppy...!!"

"Haha... Yang kicked a super long-distance kick directly on the arc of the middle circle..."

"China Yang has lost his sanity as a midfielder, he doesn't..."

"Champion midfielder, haha, stupid..."

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In the stands, the commentators from various countries saw Mo Yang suddenly kicking and slamming the hanging door in the middle circle, and immediately showed sarcasm, gloating, regretting, everything.

However, they didn't finish their sentence. Everyone was shocked by the exaggerated rainbow arc that suddenly appeared in the sky like a masterpiece of God, and everyone's eyes wanted to pop out.

"holy shit!!!!"

“oh my god!!!!!!”

"Assi!!!!"

"Si Guoyi!!!!"

“oh mein gott!!!!!!”

"Beep..."

"..."

In the eyes of hundreds of millions, the ball that was pulled out of the middle circle by Mo Yang quickly lifted into the air and continued to climb, but after flying to the top of the arc of the French team's penalty area, it suddenly began to fall rapidly, and directly drilled into the goal from the lower edge of the left crossbar , The net was rattling and trembling!
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At this moment, countless French fans held their heads with their hands, opened their mouths wide and fell back to their seats with horror on their faces.

The fans in the stands and Zhang Lu and He Wei in the commentary stand were stunned, their eyes full of shock.

"The ball has been scored!!!"

"The ball went in!!!"

"World wave! World wave! World wave!!!"

"Ultra-distance World Wave!!!"

"Newton may not be able to explain the kick of the world!!!!!!"

He Wei and Zhang Lu shouted loudly together.

"Goal!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Goal! Goal! Goal! Goal!!!!"

Three seconds after the Kazan Arena was quiet, the entire stadium trembled like a volcanic eruption, which was caused by the joy of countless people.

Immediately afterwards, a blowout of cheers like magma rose into the sky.

In the commentary stand, the commentators from various countries are using their own language to vent their surging emotions.

this moment!
Such a goal!

No one can keep calm!

"wow!!!"

"Hahaha……"

At Klopp's house in Liverpool, seeing Moyang's outrageous world wave, Klopp jumped up from the sofa, lunged and squatted down, and directly offered three punches from the farmer. celebrate! !

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